Episode 111. Pinky (2)
“Anteater.”
I guessed it from the nickname Pinkie said of the long tongue. But it must have been such an extreme difference in physique.
‘No, the actual proportions are similar.’
Anteaters that are 200 cm long by Earth’s standards and ants that are only 5 cm tall. Even a simple calculation is more than 40 times.
This is not a standard that can be crushed by numbers like the queens who competed with Pinky.
Fortunately, it should be said that this is a characteristic of worker ants. The worker ants and soldier ants that Pinky gave us went towards the exit, whether or not they were captured.
“Uh, let’s go.”
Margaret pushed Quinn on the back and chased after the workers.
“Go first. I will follow you soon.”
Quinn looked at me suspiciously, but at my beckoning to go quickly, she swung her mouth and entered the aisle.
🥺🥺
‘come.’
What you are going to do from now on must not be noticed by anyone. I don’t know where the test supervisors might be watching me, so I first dispel the light magic and make the light disappear.
“Dark Cloud.”
Not great magic. The lowest spell of the Order of Necro, which summons a dark cloud around to block sight.
It is one of the few magic that I can use normally. Char’s reason is because it is a summoning skill that summons the clouds of the world called the heart.
Black smoke spreads softly around my body.
‘It’s a little different from what I wrote before.’
Apparently, the magic was influenced by Wiz. After confronting the Black Witch, the negative dimension mana became even clearer.
After confirming that the smoke extends beyond the entire cavity to the hole, a poison-mediated area was developed.
The sound of the air cleaving got closer and I sensed the tentacles protruding from the ceiling with the mana contained in the dark cloud, so I quickly injected a large amount of blowfish poison and tetrodotoxin into the body of the ant that the tentacles were targeting.
After watching the ant get caught by the tentacles until the end, I got on the back of an ant passing by.
Surprised by my weight, the ant looked around, but immediately moved again to see if Pinky had contacted her.
Not long after, I met Quinn and Margaret walking by the ant procession.
“What are you doing, you?”
As I throw a few words in a comfortable lying position, Margaret jumps on the ant behind me with courage.
“Professor Nam!”
“why.”
“If there was such a thing, I should have told you sooner!”
I couldn’t bear to say ‘I didn’t tell you because the ants couldn’t bear your weight’, so I just shrugged my shoulders.
‘It’s holding up well. Maybe it’s a soldier ant.’
That ant’s legs look a little shaky, though.
“It’s out.”
Looking ahead at Queen’s words, natural light was shining through the passage. Only after about a hundred worker ants went out did the ants carrying us move.
With a movement that was well three times the speed it had traveled so far, I quickly came out and ran straight into the grass in front of me.
The area around the entrance to the anthill protruding like a mound was barren. Probably because it’s an anteater.
“Professor Nam, over there!”
Where Margaret pointed in a startled voice, a gigantic creature stood with its back to the light. A tongue that flew constantly from its long snout, eyes glistening with greed, and sharp claws.
Those two eyes clearly seemed to contain me. I desperately ran to see if the worker ant that carried me felt this ominous feeling.
However, after a couple of runs of the anteater, he was caught up in vain.
🥺
“Professor Nam!”
Margaret and Quinn simultaneously jump off the ant’s back and throw themselves at me. The Quinn, who accelerated in an instant, came out, grabbed Margaret, and wounded her, and the anteater’s tongue brushed against her back in a matter of seconds.
‘Is the poison useless? It is possible to show symptoms of paralysis. … ah.’
When a person eats pufferfish poison, the back of the neck becomes stiff, the muscles of the whole body become paralyzed, and the person suffocates from respiratory failure.
hey hey!
“Ugh.”
“Grace!”
Tongue protruding from its snout wrapped around Queen’s legs, which had spread the distance. Margaret saw this and struck her tongue with her fist.
“Ugh! this!”
Again, his hand stuck to the anteater’s tongue. Quinn clenched her teeth and struggled not to be dragged away, but her taut tongue slowly moved toward its snout.
“Turn it off! Heck!”
The anteater cleverly released power from its tongue for an instant, distracting the direction of Queen’s force, and then quickly sucked it in.
We’ll get into its snout at once, and soon we’ll reach the anteater’s mighty stomach that grinds even that hard burrow ant.
I glanced at my holophone and there was still a long way to go before the exam was over.
Even if you retire at this point, you’ll get good grades, but… . They didn’t do much in the previous two tests, so I want to earn points here.
by doing
“Wiz, fuse.”
hang on?
“No, not me.”
hang on… . Hang on!
It’s a pity, but Wiz is being shot at the Queen saying that she knows.
“Manhyuk, what is this? 👌👌”
Quinn made a strange snoring and turned into a magical boy, no, a girl.
A suit that falls in a neat fit and a cloak that looks like it is torn at an angle from the middle.
“Body strengthening.”
“Yes? oh. Magical Girl River! Rim! Ahahaha!”
this is it
Listening to Wiz’s unique lively tone in Queen’s voice, it’s pretty… . you should record it
Queen’s mouth moved at will, while her eyes looked directly at me, revealing her current embarrassment.
“Do you have any other time to think? Let’s get out of here.”
The tongue throws the cage on top and goes out again towards the muzzle as if it’s done the job.
The stomach wall of an anteater descending at high speed from above.
“I will gather the darkness of the world to eradicate evil! Wow!”
That’s one of Black Witch’s lines. Maybe you taught yourself.
Aside from the lines that put the listeners to shame, Quinn, who received Wiz’s physical reinforcement, surprisingly supported the descending stomach wall with one hand and clenched her fist with the other.
puck!
It pierced the stomach muscles that were harder than steel.
As if surprised by himself, he opened his eyes wide and looked at me and Margaret in turn.
“Glory Dark Fist!”
uh… . I’m glad it’s not me
Immediately after a convulsion from above, the entire space shook like an earthquake, and Quinn climbed on top of the ant’s carcass, hung the cages that had been sheltering from the gastric juices one by one on their legs, and came out through the anteater’s stomach, muscles and skin.
“Okay, good—”
From the figure of the queen wearing seven packs of blood, the last figure before the return overlapped, and the front turned round and round for a moment.
damn trauma.
“Professor Nam! it’s okay?”
“… are you okay. more queen. Drop it off when you’re done Wiz, you come back too.”
The scattered anteater was staring at this side, even stopping breathing to see if the poison had just begun to circulate properly.
And his eyes were obscured by a group of worker ants that were approaching.
“I think Pinky will like it.”
“I know.”
The death of an anteater has multiple meanings. Securing safety is of course important, but the key is that the achievement of killing a natural enemy will be engraved in Pinky’s DNA.
Pinky will give birth to a princess sooner or later, and in the future, that achievement will serve as insurance so that her children will not be deprived of her territory.
It’s said that it’s instinct to leave the nest unless the Tunnel Ant is strong enough or possesses the power to wreak havoc on its parents.
[End of environmental adaptation test]
huh? There’s still plenty of time left to finish.
The moment when you want to hear a finger snapping sound from afar. We were already back at the Olympic Stadium in Seoul.
“Heh heh, you worked hard.”
Professor Magad, who smiled kindly and wiped his beard, greeted us first.
Realizing I was lying down, I raised my upper body.
Five.
Miraculously, he had just started making a fuss, but his body was as refreshed as if he had just woken up.
“Check your grades later and get medical treatment.”
“All right.”
It was a traumatic environment, so we followed Professor Magad’s instructions without saying a word.
“I need to take some medicine for a while. Are you free on Saturday? Give yourself an hour or so.”
“… Yes.”
All three students in Class B were prescribed medication and periodic counseling.
“Nam Man-hyuk, Grace Melon, and Margaret Yevsovich have a stress level of less than 10, so you can go.”
Because we always emphasize mental training for the Mountain Gym members. This is quite natural.
… To be honest, I was a little worried about Margaret, who was disgusted with ants, but I guess it wasn’t stressful enough.
“Are you done with treatment?”
As we were leaving the medical tent, a person called the testing team came up to us and explained what had happened to us.
“Are you a dream drummer?”
“Yes, it’s a test he made in collaboration with Professor Magic. If the response this year is good, say that you will officially introduce it to various tests from next year. So, you are conducting a survey, how about experiencing it yourself? Would you recommend it to your juniors?”
“yes! make it unconditional. must!”
It was the image of Margaret sprinkling shit on her juniors because I couldn’t be the only one who looked at it, but I didn’t stop her.
‘Pain must be shared.’
“It will be very helpful in a real situation. I will guarantee it!”
The rare moment when I was about to go out first after watching Queen giving a Japanese speech with excitement.
“for a moment.”
A little girl, short to my chest, in a hood with rabbit ears, stopped me.
“who?”
“Dream drummer. I have something to tell you about Pinky. Follow.”
Then the dream drummer opens the back door of the medical tent and leaves. She sits her ass on one of the boxes of medical supplies and looks up at me.
“What you looking at.”
“Are you short?”
“you also.”
“… Am I 30 years old?”
“Then I am 55.”
“Cook, you were smirking. Well, okay. The reason I summoned you is not special, Pinky wanted me to deliver this.”
“What?”
“Hey, I’m only going to explain this once, so listen carefully. Your dream is a real place. Somewhere in another universe where the laws of this world don’t apply. As I said in advance, don’t ask. I don’t know either.”
“Okay, so don’t talk about things you didn’t ask, and give them what Pinkie left for you.”
It’s an interesting trait, but now I’m more curious about the thing Pinkie entrusted to me.
“Heh heh. do you like it?”
The Dream Drummer pulled a vacuum-sealed, clear plastic bag from his pocket, and as soon as I saw it, I knew what it was.
Two strands of pink stems dried like ferns.
“Pinky Antennae?”
“You left me with a pair. One for Margaret, the other for Queen. I don’t want to explain it again, so you tell me later. Oh, it would be good for the human body if consumed in any way. And wait a minute. Yours is a bit big, … ruler.”
“Don’t play around.”
The Dream Drummer held out a dark brown lump like a lump of poop from the bag he was carrying.
“I’m serious? Even if it looks like this, it’s a pinky heart.”
“… Is Pinky dead?”
“More than 30,000 years have passed since now. But thanks to you, the children who overcame the weakness of the antennae became planet-dominant species like us and are ruling the star system, so there is no need to cry.”
“Who is crying? But the dominant species?”
“yes. If you look at the momentum, would you like to advance to other galaxies soon?”
Then he played a video of a place similar to a museum, saying that it was from over there.
-This is the origin of our Ant, who transcended the limits of species by killing the first natural enemy! Pinky Queen.
wow!
A bipedal ant is framed with a picture of an old Pinky posing in a unique pose and politely pointing to it with six hands. And the young ants clapping their hands.
Similar but different civilizations are surprising, but more than that, I couldn’t take my eyes off Pinky’s pose in that photo.
‘Oh, are you following me? Manhyuk, look at Pinky!’
Pinkie mimics Queen’s flying posture with her two front legs.
“Anyway, I delivered.”
“… Can I get a video of this?”
You see, there’s someone you like.